That evening, the island spanning 100 realms grew lively with the arrival of ships from various alliances. The scene beca vibrant with different types of vessels landing one by one on the vast land. There were massive transport ships, warships with thick steel plating, and small ships with aerodynamic designs. The rumble of engines and the ocean breeze mingled, creating an atmosphere full of energy.
In one area where the alliances of the world market trade docked, a large port had already been established. Each ti a ship landed, they would make their way toward the temporary harbor.
At the Temporary Harbor, several simple buildings had already been constructed. These buildings served as administrative centers to record and manage the activities of newcors. Nearby, there was a large parking area for public ships, though many private ship owners preferred to store their vessels inside their spatial rings.
Of course, those who owned private ships could store them in their spatial rings, but most Hunters and so rulers used public ships, making them the preferred mode of transportation.
Among the ships that landed, a small vessel stopped and unloaded its passengers. From the ship, a group led by an old man nad Zega disembarked swiftly. Zega appeared calm, with hair mostly white and eyes that radiated wisdom and decisiveness. Behind him, a team mber spoke with a curious tone.
"Mr. Zega, why are we going to the administrative building? Can't we just head out and start exploring?"
Zega turned slightly, his voice soft yet clear, displaying the patience of an experienced leader. "We need to register first," he replied.
"This land isn't necessarily safe. By registering, the alliance can more easily search for or record us if sothing happens."
It didn't take long for them to arrive in front of the administrative building. Upon reaching the entrance, the group found the place bustling with activity. The building was spacious, with a main hall capable of accommodating hundreds of people at once. Rulers, Hunters, and adventurers from various alliances were busy queuing or talking to staff.
However, the most striking feature was the hundreds of service robots moving around inside the room. These robots had sleek designs with shiny tallic bodies. So carried glowing holographic panels, while others appeared to be conversing with newcors.
"Over there, that service robot is idle," pointed one of Zega's team mbers.
"Let's go there," Zega replied, leading his team toward the indicated robot.
As they approached the service robot, a holographic panel appeared, floating in the air before them. The blue light from the hologram illuminated the faces of Zega's group.
[E-BOT #Ezi#24]
"Welco, Ruler. How may I assist you?"
"We'd like to register," Zega answered casually. For him, robots like this were nothing out of the ordinary. In almost every place he visited, service robots like this were part of the infrastructure.
"Very well, please fill out the following form," the robot replied in a flat yet polite tone. In an instant, the holographic panel shifted to display a form filled with various information fields.
[Enter your data]
- Na
- Alliance
- Level
- Rank
- Ruler ID
...
Zega observed the form, which included nurous fields: na, alliance, level, rank, and Ruler ID. However, at the bottom of the form, there was a far more practical option—a scanning feature.
Without hesitation, Zega pressed the scan button. A blue light erged from the service robot's chest, resembling a fan of light moving from top to bottom, scanning Zega's body thoroughly. The beam felt soft yet bright enough to cast a faint shadow on the floor beneath them.
[Scan successful, please confirm]
- Na: Zega Hia
- Alliance: World Market Trade
- Level: 27 (Tier-2)
- Rank: Platinum-tier Hunter
- Ruler ID: 7261361
- ...
[Confirm]
Zega carefully reviewed the information displayed by the service robot. After ensuring that all the data was correct, he nodded slightly.
[Congratulations, registration successful]
The service robot then returned to standby mode, displaying its main holographic nu to assist the next ruler. Without wasting ti, Zega turned to his team. "Quickly, all of you. Register yourselves," he commanded briefly but clearly.
His team mbers moved promptly. One by one, five people—four n and one woman—completed the scanning process. They opted for this thod because it was faster, avoiding ti wasted on manual procedures. The blue light from the robot enveloped each person, identifying them within seconds.
Not long after, the process was complete. The last mber reported, "All done, Mr. Zega."
Zega gave a small nod, smiling. "Alright then, let's get going."
Leaving the administrative building, Zega's team walked toward the western side of the temporary harbor. Along the way, they were treated to a scene bustling with activity. Rulers and exploration teams moved about. So appeared eager as they headed toward the administrative building to register, while others were already venturing out onto the new land.
Zega observed his surroundings, murmuring to himself almost inaudibly. "It seems like everyone ca with a team..." His aged eyes scanned each group. There was hardly a ruler traveling alone.
This was entirely reasonable, given that this land had never been explored before. It was much safer to navigate with a group and form a team.
After walking for several minutes, they finally arrived at the edge of the harbor area. This was where the land journey began, and with such vast terrain, traveling on foot was clearly not a wise option.
Zega paused for a mont, looking at his team. "Summon your mounts. We'll need speed to reach our destination."
"Yes, Sir," replied one of his team mbers.
Each team mber began summoning their contracted beasts using summoning seals. A magical sight unfolded as radiant lights erged from their rings or talismans, gradually forming the shapes of powerful creatures.
Zega was no exception. With a faint smile, he raised his right hand, revealing a simple ring that glowed blue. "Co forth," he murmured softly.
The light radiated from his ring, expanding in the air, until it ford a majestic Wind Lion. Its mane was pure white, resembling the morning mist, while its blue eyes exuded calmness and power. Standing at about 1.5 ters tall, its body was sturdy yet elegant.
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